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For Lindsey
Jun. 19th, 2014 08:19 pmLindsey's phone had been blown up with text messages to meet him at one of their favorite bars. It was a dark place, made for the serious drinker who needed quality time with their alcohol of choice. And Hook was in one of the corners, working his way through the bottle of rum the tender had just left on the table when he'd paid for it.
First all of these people from home were arriving in such a steady stream that Hook could barely keep up. And all of them remembered an entire year after Hook had come to the city. And somehow in that year, their perception of him had changed. It was friendly now. While it was what Hook may have wanted....it was weird to suddenly have it and not know how he'd earned it. He kept expecting to be blamed for them arriving here but no blame or scorn was forthcoming. It was very strange.
Then, he'd woken up with magic. Magic he'd had no idea how to control, much less use. he'd wrecked his apartment and no amount of alcohol made the confusion and fear of his own powers go away. He used magical objects, he'd never desired to have magic himself. The only magic he possessed, the curse on his hook, he only used when he had too and even then, it was just in pursuit of his revenge.
Finally, when he was feeling defeated by said magic and the memories he was clearly lacking, Emma had arrived. Both the person he most wanted to see and the last. And of course, she had to come from the cursed year after, just as everyone else. Something had very clearly happened between them in that time but she wouldn't tell him what, because he didn't remember it too.
His mood was dark but he was considerate enough to have Lindsey's drink of choice waiting for him. Despite how dark his mood, Hook had to admit...it was nice to have someone he could talk to and drink with.
First all of these people from home were arriving in such a steady stream that Hook could barely keep up. And all of them remembered an entire year after Hook had come to the city. And somehow in that year, their perception of him had changed. It was friendly now. While it was what Hook may have wanted....it was weird to suddenly have it and not know how he'd earned it. He kept expecting to be blamed for them arriving here but no blame or scorn was forthcoming. It was very strange.
Then, he'd woken up with magic. Magic he'd had no idea how to control, much less use. he'd wrecked his apartment and no amount of alcohol made the confusion and fear of his own powers go away. He used magical objects, he'd never desired to have magic himself. The only magic he possessed, the curse on his hook, he only used when he had too and even then, it was just in pursuit of his revenge.
Finally, when he was feeling defeated by said magic and the memories he was clearly lacking, Emma had arrived. Both the person he most wanted to see and the last. And of course, she had to come from the cursed year after, just as everyone else. Something had very clearly happened between them in that time but she wouldn't tell him what, because he didn't remember it too.
His mood was dark but he was considerate enough to have Lindsey's drink of choice waiting for him. Despite how dark his mood, Hook had to admit...it was nice to have someone he could talk to and drink with.
